Crazy Devil Knife 2nd update, you know

  Surrounded by mountains, the peaks are beautiful and lush, refreshing to people. Far away, a waterfall hangs high in the sky, falling three thousand feet, winding around the mountains, with a loud roar like ten thousand horses galloping, majestic and powerful.

  Not far away, a blue lake, like a blue gemstone, quietly stays among the mountains, with sparkling green light and rippling waves.

  By the lake, horses neighed loudly, iron-blue fine horses, extraordinary and divine, competing to run, under the sunlight, shining with metallic texture and luster.

  In front of the iron horse house, a green-robed Ximen Wushuang's eyes were like a wolf's, tightly staring at the young man in front of him.

  The young man wore a simple white long shirt, although it was old and worn out, but it was clean and tidy. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyebrows revealed a faint sense of calmness.

  "Li Ke, what do you think should be done?" Ximen Wushuang fell silent for a moment, then suddenly said something that was off the topic.

  The young man in white was naturally Li Ke, who had come to report to the Iron Horse House. Beside him was Ling Yun, who was filled with surprise and excitement. Since Li Ke had passed on the "Overbearing Decree" to him, he had been constantly contemplating its profound mysteries. The deeper his understanding, the more he felt that the Overbearing Decree was extraordinary, to the point where he had almost forgotten himself. If not for being in the Iron Horse House, Ling Yun would probably have started cultivating by now.

  "With a slight thought, Li Ke said straightforwardly: 'In the sect's grand competition, eliminate all opponents! What genius disciple, what superior military soul? Trample them all underfoot!'"

  One word sparks a thousand waves!

  Li Ke's words had barely left his lips when the three rows of disciples suddenly turned to look at him, their eyes filled with deep shock.

  Take down all opponents?

  What genius disciple? What superior soldier soul?

  Trample them all underfoot!

  Li Ke's words are really too domineering! This doesn't sound like something a disciple who was rumored to be a trash soldier would say, this is simply a declaration of war!

  These disciples were all stunned, as if they had an egg stuffed in their mouths, and were completely shocked by Li Ke's words, forgetting themselves.

  "This... how is this possible? Li Yu, you can defeat Wang Hu of the Dan Medicine Pavilion? Wang Hu, the first inner disciple, has a cultivation base of five layers and a six-grade martial soul. It's too fake!"

  "Don't even mention Wang Hu, the number one in the inner sect. I couldn't even beat Lin Zhou, who's only tenth! Let alone Wang Hu, this time's sect competition, Wang Hu is aiming for the core disciple position, what do we small fries count as?"

  "Hah! That's right! Getting rid of all the inner sect disciples is ridiculous! We Iron Horse House are lucky to even have a place at the table!"

  "You're being a bit too romantic!"

  Although these abandoned disciples often think about trampling those self-righteous, arrogant and proud disciples under their feet, the reality of the situation makes them realize that doing so is really difficult!

  "Take down all the opponents! Who cares about genius disciples, what high-ranking soldier souls! Trample them all underfoot!" Ximen Wushuang looked at Li Ke, although he agreed with Li Ke's words in his heart, but he knew that the level of soldier soul was high, which was a congenital advantage. Wanting to defeat those high-ranking disciples with higher strength was not an easy task.

  "Not bad! That's the way it is! It has to be that way! Let those geniuses who shout about trash sons and trash soldier souls all day know, having a high level of soldier soul is useless!"

  Li Ke was full of confidence. According to Simen Wushuang's words, the Double Blade Sect's inner door disciple competition would be held in three months' time. He still had a whole three months to go, and at his current cultivation speed, three months would be enough for him to advance to the fifth level of Lianbing Realm. By then, he could completely sweep away all the inner door disciples.

  What if the level of martial arts is low? As long as one's strength surpasses that of their opponent and their tactics are more powerful, that will suffice!

  "Good! Very good!" Ximen Wuduan let out a loud shout, his spirit and energy soaring as he said: "Li Ke, I hope that in three months' time, at the Sect's Grand Competition, you won't disappoint me!" Although Ximen Wuduan still couldn't believe it in his heart, Li Ke's simple two sentences had a somewhat encouraging tone to them, and he didn't dare directly refute him.

  "Trample all those inner disciples with higher martial souls underfoot! Severely trample them, let them know that having a high-level martial soul is not just for show!"

  Ximen Wuduan silently recited in his heart the words spoken by Li Ke.

  He originally didn't cultivate quickly, and the Qi Refining stage took a whole twelve years. At first, he was also a waste material, but his military soul didn't disappoint him - an orange sixth-grade military soul, the Willow Leaf Double Blades. The great advantage of the sixth-grade military soul made his cultivation speed in the Refining Soldier stage much faster, but he never felt that this made him superior to others. On the contrary, he took extra care of those disciples with lower military soul grades and slower cultivation speeds.

  He always encouraged those disciples, telling them that this world has no useless soldiers' souls! There are only people who don't work hard! Only useless people!

  But today, Li Ke's brief words suddenly made him understand!

  All he did was for this purpose! To trample all those disciples who thought they were superior and had high-level martial souls under his feet, let them know that having a high-level martial soul is useless!

  Although Ximen Wuduan had thought so in his heart, he knew that it was impossible to achieve!

  "Since you're so confident, I'll give you three months. During this time, you don't have to do anything else, just focus on cultivating and strive to enter the top ranked disciples in the sect's grand competition after three months. If you fail, you'll clean the horse stables for a month!"

  Ximen Wuduan said seriously.

  "Good!" Li Ke heard this, and immediately responded without hesitation. His eyes were filled with determination. Three months' time, advancing to the inner door ranking disciple, for him now, was simply not a problem at all.

  "Hmm!"

  Ximen nodded slightly, although he still didn't quite believe it, but Li Ke's determination made him unable to help but look forward to it.

  "Chopsticks, first find an empty room for Li Ke!"

  With a command, Ximen Wushuang left with an expression of disappointment and expectation.

  "The Iron Horse House, it's been a long time since they last appeared in the Sect's Grand Competition! Whether it's the outer or inner sect... as for the core... sigh!" Looking at Ximen Wushuang's dejected back, all the disciples of the Iron Horse House felt a pang of sadness. It wasn't that they didn't try hard enough, but the suppression of the Martial Souls left them with a strong desire but no strength to act.

  "This time... it will definitely appear!" Looking at the dejected expressions of the many disciples in the Iron Horse House, Li Ke's heart was filled with determination. Although the Double Blade Sect had given up on him, now that he was in the Iron Horse House and saw these disciples who were also abandoned just like him, his heart suddenly rose with a strong sense of ambition, telling those who gave up on them.

  You will regret it!

  What others can't do, he can!

  They can too!

  ……

  The Iron Horse House is very grand, on the Divine Soldier Continent, the Iron Horse is a very rare species, extremely difficult to tame, and the feeding conditions are extremely high, so the Double Blade Sect built this Iron Horse House, which can accommodate the Iron Horse and disciples.

  The Iron Horse House has three floors, the first floor is where the Iron Horse lives, the second floor is where the disciples who tame the Iron Horse live, and the third floor is where Sima Wudang cultivates.

  Li Ke and Ling Yun were brought to the second floor by a thin, golden-robed inner sect senior brother. Here, there was a row of rooms with their names hung on the doors. The senior brother led Li Ke into an empty room.

  "Open up, Li Ke junior brother," said the weak and thin senior brother, "from now on, this will be your residence. Elder West Gate has instructed that for the next three months, you will focus wholeheartedly on cultivating here, and we will help with taming the Iron Horse!"

  Li Ke took a look around the room, a bed, a table, two chairs, very simple, but he liked the environment here very much, because opening the window could see the towering into the clouds of Tulong Mountain Range.

  "Thanks, Brother!" Li Ke bowed his hands to the frail senior brother, while Ling Yun also smiled at him from behind.

  "Li Ke's junior brother is being too polite! Calling me 'senior brother' over and over again is too polite, just call me 'Vegetable Knife'!" The thin and weak senior brother scratched his head in embarrassment when mentioning his nickname.

  "Huh?" Li Ke and Ling Yun were both slightly surprised, "A kitchen knife? Could it be that Master's soul is a kitchen knife?" Li Ke thought for a moment before asking.

  "Ah! Red Seventh-Ranked Soldier Soul Fish Scale Dagger!" The frail senior brother said, his face filled with a look of loss when speaking of his own soldier soul.

  Li Ke looked at the frail and dejected appearance of his senior brother, and with a heavy slap on his shoulder, he said seriously: "Brother Caidao, don't lose hope. The low level of your Martial Soul doesn't mean anything. I believe that Brother Caidao will definitely be able to use the kitchen knife in your hand to carve out a vast territory!"

  The kitchen knife heard in his heart, looking at Li Ke, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, although it was quickly retracted, but still caught by Li Ke.

  "Ah! I will work hard! I won't let anyone look down on me! Li Ke, you must also add oil! In the sect's grand competition, I support you! You must trample those disciples who usually mock us as 'trash' under your feet!"

  "Ah! Definitely!" Li Ke said with unusual determination.

  "Alright! Li Ke, you take a rest first, I'll go back to cultivate too!" After hearing Li Ke's words, the kitchen knife senior brother was filled with passion and eagerness to dive into cultivation, for that vast land.

  Watching Brother Vegetable Knife leave, Li Ke slightly narrowed his eyes and secretly said: "Jin Lin is not a thing in the pool!"

  After a long time, Li Ke's words came true. The Seven-Star Soul Fish Pattern Kitchen Knife was born, and it became the legendary "Mad Devil Kitchen Knife" - Wind Three Knives!